San Francisco Boarding School
When Jiang Kexin arrived outside the psychological counseling room, she found that it was empty. It seemed that everyone had completed the assessment and left.
He didn't have to look hard before he saw the psychological assessment teacher.
In front of him stood a man wrapped in a coat. This long-haired male doctor wore glasses and was stroking his chin with his hand. There was a glint of laughter in his eyes, giving people the feeling of a snake ready to strike. He said to Jiang Kexin in a hooked tone: "Why did you come just now, huh?"
Jiang Kexin felt a little uncomfortable, but after a moment the male doctor's readiness turned into gentleness.
He studied Jiang Kexin for a moment, then let out an elusive smile. He took a step forward, gently resting his hand on Jiang Kexin's back, guiding him forward. Their destination was the office, and the door to the counseling room was slightly ajar, letting in a hint of cool air.
Jiang Kexin frowned, a touch of unease as he slowly walked forward. He sensed a chill in the air, reminiscent of the coolness of his last visit to the aquarium, which made him wary. Jiang Kexin was wary of the adults here; after all, his boarding school had been reduced to ashes in a fire. While the fire might not have been natural, Jiang Kexin doubted the children were responsible, and therefore, all the adults, including the principal, appeared suspicious to him.
However, his vigilance didn't last long. The doctor suddenly and gently guided Jiang Kexin to a seat. A chill filled the room, and all the windows were tightly covered with curtains, making the entire room look eerie and dark.
The doctor then sat down on a tall leather chair. He took a pen and pressed it from time to time, and the creaking sound filled the entire room.
He glanced at Jiang Kexin and found it funny that the child was still sitting there obediently. He pretended to pick up Jiang Kexin's information and began to ask questions.
"So Jiang Kexin, right? Let's officially start our psychological assessment. Can you tell me some basic information about yourself?"
After asking this question, the doctor looked up at Jiang Kexin, waiting for his answer. Jiang Kexin felt a little nervous. He was not sure how to answer this question. Should he make up some information or answer it seriously? After a brief hesitation, he decided to embellish the truth a little.
Jiang Kexin then put on a pensive look, folded her hands in her lap, and began to answer: "I'm twelve years old now, and I'm very interested in history. I love history because it expresses truth, things that really happened. I don't just love history, I'm also very keen on studying it. As for the rest, I don't think there's anything special that needs to be introduced."
The doctor paused, his arms crossed as if listening quietly, and then he casually asked, "It seems your hobby is indeed normal and interesting. So, have you learned anything from studying history?"
Although Jiang Kexin's body was that of a child, his mind was that of an adult. He understood the meaning of this statement better than anyone else. He smiled at him, then frowned. "All the history I know is from history books. Beyond that, there's a lot of history that's been lost in the long river of time. I don't think I have the means to understand those unrecorded events yet."
The doctor seemed satisfied with Jiang Kexin's answer. He chuckled, a hint of sarcasm in his tone: "The history that humans know is just a drop in the ocean. Look, humans live in an ocean called the unknown, and they often stick to their own opinions... Sometimes, excessive research on history can also cause problems. You are really a unique child, at least much more interesting than those who came before you."
Jiang Kexin suddenly interrupted the doctor, his voice full of curiosity, but more of an exploratory tone. He asked bluntly: "Wait a minute, are you saying that my previous child was not good?"
"You are classmates and will meet each other sooner or later. I cannot comment too much, but I want to remind you that protecting yourself is of vital importance. Through observation, I have not found any obvious signs of personality disorder in you. The histrionic personality disorder mentioned in your medical records does not seem to be true in my opinion. I am very curious about who sent you to this school and fabricated such a diagnosis for you, and for what motives."
The doctor stood up and walked in front of Jiang Kexin, his long hair drooping gently. He bent down slightly and continued, "If you really have histrionic personality disorder, you might do something dramatic to attract my attention right now instead of behaving so appropriately. I don't know what you want to do, but... well, anyway. Go enjoy your school life."
While the doctor was talking to Jiang Kexin, the door opened and Hansen came back. His eyes darkened when he saw the scene in front of him, and then he politely knocked on the door. He stood at the door, blocking the scene outside with his body. The doctor noticed something, he turned his head, and his glasses turned into vertical pupils in an instant. He bent his head to look at the man.
Hansen, with a gentle manner and a smile, politely interrupted the ongoing conversation: "Sorry to bother you, my name is Hansen. I just arrived for what's called a psychological evaluation. However, doctor, I have some news for you. The principal has established some new rules. Starting today, we will no longer need psychological evaluations. The principal also stated that all unfair regulations will be abolished in the future."
The doctor stood up and clapped his hands gently, seeming to find the situation amusing. He raised his chin slightly and said to Jiang Kexin, "Jiang Kexin, your psychological evaluation is complete. Now you can go out and wait." Then, he turned to Hansen, with a hint of sarcasm in his tone, "Well, Hansen, please come here. Although you said that the psychological evaluation will no longer be conducted, since you are already here, we might as well follow the routine and conduct a psychological evaluation for you."
The doctor politely gestured for him to leave, but from an angle Jiang Kexin couldn't see, Hansen's expression was completely different. His cheeks puffed up, and his eyes flickered with anger, as if he was suppressing immense dissatisfaction. He practically choked out every word: "I've already said that the principal has announced that from today on, there will be no more psychological evaluations."
Faced with Hansen's tough attitude, the doctor remained calm. He spread his hands and spoke calmly and firmly: "However, I have not received any notice to cancel the psychological evaluation. As a doctor, I must fulfill my duties. As long as you cooperate, this process will be over soon."
Hansen sneered after hearing the doctor's words. He didn't respond immediately, but waited quietly. A minute later, the voice of the counselor, the one who had initially directed people to the psychological evaluation, came over the speaker. Compared to the previous voice, there was a hint of doubt in her voice, but she still came with a new announcement.
Dear students, welcome to our boarding school. In order to create a fairer and more just learning environment, we have decided to abolish the original one hundred school rules. From today on, we will follow the following new rules:
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All students must wear the same school uniform.
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All students must attend the same course schedule and are not allowed to have personal preferences for elective courses.
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All students must participate in group activities arranged by the school and there is no room for personal choice.
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All students must adhere to a unified schedule, including waking, eating and sleeping times.
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All violations will be punished the same way, regardless of motivation or context.
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All students must use the prescribed language and manner when communicating with faculty and staff.
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The evaluation criteria and testing methods will be exactly the same for all students, without taking into account individual differences.
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All students must eat together in the cafeteria and are not allowed to have individual dietary preferences.
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The accommodation conditions and rules are the same for all students, and no special treatment is allowed.
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All major decisions must be made through collective discussion and voting, and individual opinions must not affect the results.
Please strictly abide by these new rules. To ensure accurate communication, I will repeat these rules again..."
After the announcement, Hansen turned to the doctor and said coldly, "Have you heard me? From now on, there will be no more psychological evaluations here. If you break the rules, whether you are a teacher or not, you will be punished the same way."
The doctor's face was impassive, as cold and emotionless as a cold-blooded animal's. His voice held a smile, but his expression was devoid of any warmth. "Oh, well, dear Mr. Hansen, I don't need a psychological evaluation to see what's wrong with you. You appear to have a severe personality disorder. I welcome your consultation anytime."
His words were full of sarcasm.
Hansen remained unmoved by the doctor's provocation, as if he were treating her like a clown. He turned and gave Jiang Kexin a sweet smile, as if he felt a special reliance on her. "Sorry to have kept you waiting, Jiang. I went to talk to the principal about my discomfort. He was very understanding. Unlike other adults, he's very considerate."
There was a deep meaning in Hansen's words, and the bloodthirsty aura that suddenly emanated from him made the doctor involuntarily take a second look at him. The doctor picked up another glass of water and seemingly casually interrupted their conversation: "By the way, Mr. Hansen, there's something I find a little strange.
We don't seem to have any file information on you here. Could you explain why this is the case? Um, the principal's special messenger."
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